The Sad Tale of "Amanda in Boots"

This past weekend I finally, after 6 years, bought myself a pair of kick-ass knee-high black leather boots. I decided if I still wanted these boots after 6 years I could buy them so I did. I was very VERY excited and I had this very sexy outfit for my date with Foreman on Friday (we went for dinner and saw "Casino Royale"). So I put the boots on for my date and the zipper split. So I called the store and went to the store in Hamilton (I bought them at the store in Burlington) and got a new pair. We had a great date and watched a really great movie. As I zipped up the boots again (I had unzipped the sides at the movie because they're new and need to be broken in) the zipper split again. I took them back the next day and got my money back and haven't found a pair I like nearly as much. . I wait to get myself something nice and disappointment follows. But Foreman got me flowers for my "boot depression" and all is well. Maybe one day I'll find my Prince Charming Size 9 black knee-high leather boots. A girl can dream.